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Thursday, October 28, 2010

distruption -

 Trickster Makes This World: Mischief, Myth, and Art
We constantly distinguish - right and wrong, sacred and profane, clean and dirty, male and female, young and old, living and dead - and in every case trickster will cross the line and confuse the distinction. Trickster is the creative idiot, therefore, the wise fool, the gray-haired baby, the cross-dresser, the speaker of sacred profanities. Where someone's sense of honorable behavior has left him unable to act, trickster will appear to suggest an amoral action, something right/wrong that will get life going again. Trickster is the mythic embodiment of ambiguity and ambivalence, doubleness and duplicity, contradiction and paradox.
... he [a trickster] needs at least a relationship to other powers, to people and institutions and traditions that can manage the odd double attitude of both insisting that their boundaries be respected and recognizing that in the long run their liveliness depends on having those boundaries regularly disturbed.
When Pablo Picasso says that 'art is a lie that tells the truth,' we are closer to the old trickster spirit. Picasso was out to reshape and revive the world he had been born into. He took this world seriously; then he disrupted it; then he gave it at a new form."
- Trickster Makes This World: Mischief, Myth and Art, by Lewis Hyde





d i s t r u p t i o n . . .

Going back to my Art History class 101, why Pablo Picasso is so significant in understanding the modernization in contemporary art...
He took the life seriously, disrupted the preconceived notions of images and forms, and "gave it at a new form."

Now, that takes some serious thinking and work.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Do you think people would know...?

" So I was plucking all these red flowers today... and it took me a few hours! My shoulders are hurting! Well, when I was plucking the flowers, I wondered to myself... how is this art? And I thought maybe it is because all these colors would give warmth to people. When people come and see this, maybe they will feel warm inside. So you should think more about colors... and do you think people would know how many hours, how much work this takes? Do you think people would feel something when they see it?"
 - my mom (from our conversation 2 nights ago)



Monday, October 25, 2010

* * *

Shout out to my father for his birthday!!! We had a pretty serious party this past weekend for his birthday... a dinner table full with food and a few hours of intense karaoke. My parents love to sing together... ^_^



Lots of good talks today with great people in my life.

Feeling quite tired and I only finished the first day of this week...



G'night!

Friday, October 22, 2010

Advice from Joseph Grigely




Joseph Grigely's art is an art about conversations--the paths they take, the shapes and colors they have, and the stories they tell in the process of being retold. Grigely, who became deaf as a result of a childhood accident, uses as his raw material the written conversations that he has in his daily life; the scraps of paper on which hearing people have written notes, names, or phrases in order to 'converse' with him when he cannot read their lips. He uses these scraps of conversations to build wall pieces and table-top tableaus that all take as their subject matter the ineluctable differences between speech and writing, and reading and listening.
To read more about his work, go to http://gandy-gallery.com/exhib/joseph_grigely/exhib_joseph_grigely.html.


Letters to a Young Artist


I read the book Letters to a Young Artist during my lunch time, and today I read the letter Joseph Grigely wrote. He talks about the poet John Keats and his way in "Negative Capability." Here is an excerpt:

"... Two hundred years ago, the poet John Keats faced the same struggle: He was overwhelmed with financial difficulties, and when he looked at the stuff that had been written before him - Shakespeare, Spenser, Milton - he resigned himself to the dispiriting question, 'What is there left to do?'
  He kept at it. In the space of a couple of years he wrote a half dozen odes that took poetry in a new direction, got a lot of bad press, saw his books remaindered, and died just after turning twenty-five. Plus, the girl he wanted said: no.
He called it Nagative Capability. Rather than trying to make sense of all the details that comprise the worrisome practice of being an artist, he wholeheartedly - and also wholeheadedly - got lost in the process of writing the best poems he could. In the letter to his brothers, Keats described Negative Capability as a way of being, wherein one 'is capable of being in uncertainties, Mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact & reason.'
... So my advice, for whatever it's worth, is not to worry too much about those uncertainties, mysteries, and doubts. If making art is hard work - and it is - equally hard is the process of being an artist, of bringing the work to a public. This is where human relations are so important... So read as much as you can and get into the thick of life whenever you can - learn a foreign language, learn things about other people, go places and do things that have nothing to do with art - because it's the stuff that has nothing to do with art that has everything to do with art.
With best wishes,
Joseph Grigely




Happy Friday, everyone!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Mother as my toughest critic

photo 1

photo 2

Before I went to work this morning, my mother said, "Well, somebody is very colorful!" (photo 1) "Is it... too colorful?" "I don't know... you artists must have a different taste," she snorted. Since I have an office job, I thought perhaps toning down the colors would be a good idea. So, I changed (photo 2) and said, "better?" "Yes, much better." Hah... -_+

I get my small portion of bluntness from my mom. She will tell you what is on her mind. And sometimes, she is my toughest critic. After my Ox-Bow residency (shout out to all the Ox-Bow resident artists!!!), I showed her some of my small paintings (photo 3). My mother's comment was, "you must had been bored out of your mind!" -_-;;;

At first, I laughed with her, but I thought about it a little more... if this doesn't make sense to her, why is that?


photo 3


Today, my mom and I moved some of my studio stuff up in the garage (photo 4). We are going to start cutting flowers again in all its seriousness and we thought it would be better to do in a garage where we can actually breathe in fresh air. She and I started talking about my upcoming group show and a project, and her comments were valuable. I feel extremely fortunate to have my parents involved in my work... and them being the toughest critics of mine.



photo 4

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Parenting

What do I know about parenting? Basically nothing... I am just a young single woman artist. Yet it has been interesting for me to observe different parenting styles with my tutoring students.

Today, I had a tutoring session with this one girl. We have been working on this piece for the Reflections competition. Do you remember when you were in school, doing Reflections competition? I did it for a few years in middle school and high school. Anyways, we were working really hard on it and the student felt quite accomplished by this particular piece. She just started learning how to use a brush as well, so we were touching up the painting... then her mother got the brush and started to paint, correcting all the smudges and imperfections.

I was so shocked at the moment! It clashed with my ideology... you don't just 'fix' a child's drawing for the sake of getting a great result and a nice pretty picture. I can understand the mother's ambition of making the piece clean and nice for the competition, but it took a lot of energy for me to let go of that moment.

Don't get me wrong. Everyone has a different parenting style, and I am not the one to judge. Some mothers sit with me and children and they 'actively' participate in lessons, correcting kids how to use a crayon and how to color. Yet... when you do not allow a space for a child to explore, fail, and achieve out of their minds and creativity, a child will eventually produce a mirror of a parent's expectations.

After the lesson, the mother packed me a nice hot sandwich and a drink for dinner. She had a kind of warmth of my own mother. With confused emotions, I drove home thinking about what just happened.

 . . .


Later this evening, I went to Michael's in Johns Creek (one of affluent suburbs in Metro-Atlanta) to submit the child's drawing to be matted. There, I saw a couple spending a very long time choosing a right matting color for their children's school photos. The mother especially had a serious look... every tint of color mattered and even the width of mat was going to be an important decision.

There as I was waiting, I thought about aesthetic decisions we all make every day outside of art context.

Last night at Atlanta Contemporary Center of Art, Nato Thompson (Chief Curator at Creative Time) talked about interesting issues of public art and its audience. He said artists are not the only cultural producers anymore... people are going crazy with phones and social media to document happenings - real happenings. Artist should perhaps acknowledge 'the current condition of cultural and city landscape' and catch poignant and genuine moments of lives that matter to people.

I witnessed a very important aesthetic decision making taking place at Miachel's. Even though I could not help to be skeptical about their aesthetic preferences, in their own terms, they were genuinely caring about their standing as parents and - perhaps artists.

I took a snapshot of this couple, trying to pick out the best matting colors for their children's school photos.

Family Paintings at Michael's
Work of art at $79.99

According to Michael's, Christmas is coming real soon!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Advice from John Baldessari



I saw this video of John Baldessari singing Sol LeWitt's statements on Conceptual Art at the Art Institute of Chicago Museum. Here is Sol LeWitt's statments on Conceptual Art (I'm only listing ten of them and you can listen to John Baldessari singing until #8; to read more lists of the statement, go to http://spitballarmy.com/?p=292):

  1. Conceptual artists are mystics rather than rationalists. They leap to conclusions that logic cannot reach.
  2. Rational judgements repeat rational judgements.
  3. Irrational judgements lead to new experience.
  4. Formal art is essentially rational.
  5. Irrational thoughts should be followed absolutely and logically.
  6. If the artist changes his mind midway through the execution of the piece he compromises the result and repeats past results.
  7. The artist’s will is secondary to the process he initiates from idea to completion. His wilfulness may only be ego.
  8. When words such as painting and sculpture are used, they connote a whole tradition and imply a consequent acceptance of this tradition, thus placing limitations on the artist who would be reluctant to make art that goes beyond the limitations.
  9. The concept and idea are different. The former implies a general direction while the latter is the component. Ideas implement the concept.
  10. Ideas can be works of art; they are in a chain of development that may eventually find some form. All ideas need not be made physical.


Wall Drawing No. 146 (1972) by Sol LeWitt
[blue crayon]

So here is an excerpt letter John Baldessari writes to a young artist. Soak up his wise words!

Dear Young Artist,
I started my career as a young artist in 1957. Then, there was not the money in art that there is today. Therefore, one made art because one needed to do so. I taught public school five days a week and painted when I could. I got married and participated in having two children, which made it more difficult to make art. I lived in National City, California, not an art center.
  My advice? Don't go into art for fame or fortune. Do it because you cannot not do it. Being an artist is a combination of talent and obsession. Live in New York, LA, Koln, or London. As for money: If you're talented and obsessed, you'll find a solution.
Yrs in art,
 John Baldessari

Beethoven's Trumpet (With Ear), Opus 127 2007

The Pencil Story 1972 - 1973

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Good art day -

Tune into WRAS Atlanta Album 88 (88.5 FM) on Saturday morning hours... they play sweet music that would make you wanna hum and take a nice walk.

This morning, I went to the Piedmont Park to do my second week of performance. It was a beautiful day, and Piedmont Park was lively with people jogging, walking, playing football and Frisbee...  I was laying down on my yellow blanket, staring at sky. Some people actually called - one person left me a message saying, "this is a beautiful piece. Thank you for doing this." and I answered one call - we kindly exchanged greetings and told one another to "have a good Saturday."


This Momentary Performance has been a great thing for me to do... I am getting to understand the power of art that permeates in people's daily lives. Without a pressure having to understand what you are seeing, you just encounter that moment of beautiful happening as a 'living picture.' And perhaps, you have a little 'ah-hah' or 'that's cool' moment. I think, art sometimes should not require too much out of audience. A simple response to a piece and a cracking moment of shifting way of seeing and thinking would be just good enough at times.



After the performance, I went to two artist talks at Get This! Gallery and Saltworks.

If you haven't seen Get This! Gallery's current exhibition Free People of Colour (and other pictures), go out there and see it. It is an incredible photography show (it is in conjunction with Atlanta Celebrates Photography). Curator Santiago Mostyn gave an informative talk that helped me to understand the context of the photos further.  I only wish I were a better writer to share with you what I heard and how I felt ... well, I am going to try.

The show is a collection of photographic images by four emerging artists whose interests are in the strong tradition of vernacular photography and "the cultural miasma of the contemporary American south." Images are nostalgic, tender, yet somewhat provocative. And there are certainly historical references of New Orleans black heritage (from Haiti) and a very specific cultural / geographical consciousness of the South (the South that is rather perverse and exotic).

Photographers approach these interesting subject matters with curiosity and empathy. In contrast to contemporary trends of photography in "digital manipulation and constructed abstraction," photographs you will encounter at the exhibit gives a subtle homage to a traditional practice of photographic practice. Seeing these images as non-photographer, I found them inviting and thought-provoking, not distracted by high-definition (HD) manipulation of images which I have grown accustomed to in contemporary photography.

Curator Santiago Mostyn talked about his personal background and where he comes from as a photographer and a curator. His childhood of moving 'so many times' and 'never having home,' he always saw himself as an outsider. Therefore, he gained this curiosity of wanting to understanding other people groups and cultures he encounters... and explores to see if, perhaps, he could find 'home' or a sense of belonging for himself.

I nodded many times during his talk. I especially appreciated his empathetic curiosity of Others and his ability to express them with much respect, which I believe are communicated through his particular aesthetics and concepts.

I just wished... I had enough money to buy one of photographs at the show.


Then I went over to the Saltworks gallery for Iona Rozeal Brown's talk for her current show, Mythologies and Mashups. She had a great energy and openly talked about references and influences of her work. Her paintings were truly the mashups of cultural signifiers of the East and the West (mainly Japan and United States)... and you see these mythological characters who are somewhat familiar.

Did you know about Japanese Blackface culture? Iona Rozeal Brown talked about her experiences with that particular phenomenon in Japan (Japanese darkening their faces and totally obsessed with 'coolness' of blackness and Hip Hop culture - aka Blackfacers). How fascinating - and there are groups of West Africans moving to Japan selling American - Brooklyn - Hip Hop culture to Japanese kids... As an African-American woman artist Brooklyn-based, Iona shouted it out - "that ain't Brooklyn accent! I am from Brooklyn, not them!"


Hah!


Then Jiha Moon engaged with a dialogue... talking about how these twisted fusions of cultures take place in the States as well. You go to a Chinese or Japanese restaurant to find the most authentic food of that culture, but you often find out that the owners are Koreans. Yes yes... I nodded my head again.

And that perhaps is why it is an exciting time for artists... this fluctuation of cultural identity and demographics in globalized, media-based world (OK, that sounded... really corny, forgive me.), we artists are permitted (or do we need a permission?) to create mythologies of our own. What artist Iona did with her paintings is to crack up that space in between two distinctive cultures or conceptions of 'things,' and created her own fantasy and mythology. Yes, in between two lands... it's no man's land, and that is where you can just explore and dare to create the horrendous and beautiful.



Ahh... today was a good art day.




Santiago Mostyn at Get This! Gallery
Iona Rozeal Brown at Saltworks










Friday, October 15, 2010

On my way to see my friend's work at Whitespace -


la la la, on my way to see my friend -

!!!

Momentary Performance, Yukari at whitespace, gallery talks...

"So what are you doing on Saturday at Piedmont Park?" my friend asked me during our lunch break.

"Uhm, it's like... this artist put these scripts together for performers to perform at different locations in Atlanta. He would put something like... 'two girls are eating sandwiches and gossiping about their boyfriends' and you would see exactly that. Mundane moments like that in daily life are actually put in vinyl texts and as you go about your daily routine, you would stumble upon this 'living picture.' Does that make sense...?"

"Sort of."

Exactly.
I often find it challenging, as an artist, to explain conceptual bases of art making and practice to non-artist friends. But I tried, and I think I am getting better at it. And it is important for artists to articulate such matters to general audience. My friends are also getting better at understanding art that is beyond the pictures on the wall and Van Gogh (although I still love his paintings.).


So last week was my first week of Momentary Performance at the Piedmont Park.
Tomorrow, same place and same time. 

Here are some photos. Some people came to talk to me and I did get some phone calls which I did not answer.







Tonight, my good friend Yukari Umekawa is having an opening reception at the WhiteSpace gallery in Atlanta. I love having artist friends who are not only talented, but also truly genuine and kind-hearted. Yukari is one of them. She studied Photography at the Savannah College of Art and Design and currently resides in Osaka, Japan.


Yukari's ditial pinhole imgaes



And tomorrow, Get This! Gallery and Saltwork Gallery will have gallery talks. Come and check them out. I will be there as well.



Happy Friday, everyone!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Immigrant daughters (and sons)

Stuck in Atlanta's horrific traffic on I-285, Terry Gross's Fresh Air helped me to stay sane. In fact, tonight's interviews with a writer and a jazz-pianist were rich and inspiring.




Nemesis

Philip Roth is a Jewish descent writer who recently published a novel Nemesis. Nemesis is about a polio outbreak taking place in Newark — the town where Roth grew up. Terry asks the author if he sees his recent work Nemesis as an exercise of recollecting his childhood memories. And yes, I think it is an incredible work of art that was created with bases of his recollections of the past. As Allen Ginsberg stated, Philip Roth's work then becomes an art form that "oscillates between idealizing the actual and actualizing the ideal." Towards the end of interview, Terry Gross asks the author why he keeps writing when he doesn't have to anymore (he has enough money now) - then Philip Roth gives a great answer:

"It's hard to give up something you've been doing for 55 years, which has been at the center of your life, where you spend sometimes six, eight, 10 hours a day," he says. "I always have worked every day, and I'm kind of a maniac. How could a maniac give up what he does? ... You sit alone, decade after decade, and you try to imagine something out of nothing. Not just imagine it, but, again, make a work of art out of it. And you do it so long, that in a certain way you can't do anything else."

To listen to the interview, go to http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=130566223.


Solo

Second portion of the interview was with a self-taught jazz pianist Vijay Iyer who is a son of immigrant parents from South India. His piano tracks were beautiful - I almost forgot about the traffic. He talked about his interests in rhythmic concepts from South Indian music and culture and how his identity influences his music.

To listen to his interview, go to http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=130543663. 



Both artists are immigrant sons. The author Philip Roth talked about how he was not able to communicate with his grandparents. They only spoke Yiddish which was the language he did not understand. He could only communicate with his grandparents with emotions; his understanding of his heritage comes through research rather than personal stories. A jazz pianist Vijay Iyer talks openly about his personal background as a South-Indian immigrant son and what it means to be an American. It was so interesting to draw some similar correlations from their stories to mine and my Asian-American friends. We all juggle with expectations and positions we encounter as immigrant daughters and sons.



After about one and half hours of drive, I arrived at one of my tutoring students' house in Johns Creek. She is a 5 years old girl, extremely energetic and talented. Her mother and she moved to the States from Korea about a year ago. She will be spending most of her growing years in the States, and she will grow up to be an American.

Hah!

Terry Gross mentioned of this phrase during the interview -


M o d e r n   A m e r i c a n   C h i l d





Driving back home, I thought about the artists in the interviews. I decided to write about it.



I came home in Marietta and my parents were watching a Korean drama. Yes, I am an immigrant daughter and there is nothing richer than understanding and encompassing moments on 'the road between home and school.' 

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Interview with artist Carrie Iverson

I met Carrie Iverson at the Pilchuck Glass School in 2008. It was a growing time for me there - and I encountered glass as art medium for first time. Carrie was able to read into my work and interests at that time and gently introduced me to artists and ideas that later influenced my work. There is a mutual understanding and respect, I believe, for each other and works we create - and that sort of thing becomes essential in friendship with artists. She is a printmaker, painter, and glass artist, often combining various media into installations.

Carrie is currently finishing up her residency in Scotland and will head back to her current city, Portland.




About a year ago, I did an interview with Carrie about her work. Her transparent answers were helpful for me at that time and I got reminded of that interview recently. So here it is. I hope you find her insights helpful as well. 

 
Interview with artist Carrie Iverson (2009)


Gyun Hur:  You are currently based in Portland. Could you tell me a little bit about 
Portland and people and the art scene? What about Portland that suits and reinvigorates 
your studio practice? What drew you to Portland?
Carrie Iverson:  I've been in Portland for about nine months, so I'm still getting
acclimated and discovering the scene. There is a thoughtful and
introverted quality to the work here that resonates with me- it feels
very personal and vulnerable; industrial yet delicate. There is also a
strong non-commercial and collaborative tradition here which appeals
to me; it has been a great environment to refocus on content in a more
leisurely way.

I lived in Portland briefly after college, and have always loved the
city. A few years ago I started working in glass and began making
periodic trips here to study at the Bullseye Glass Company. My
developing relationship with them- I am now represented in their
gallery, and work and teach at their factory- was a major part of my
decision to move back to the city.  I feel like there is a new
movement in glass coalescing here, and it is exciting to be a part of
that.

On the personal side I had also just gone through a period of intense
upheaval (ending a long term relationship) and was looking for an
environment that was nurturing yet still urban. Although it is a small
city there is a great deal of innovation going on in industrial design
and a thriving environmental movement. It is also linked into the west
coast art nexus from San Francisco to Seattle to Vancouver.

In addition to developing as an epicenter for glass, I also have a
strong intuition that Portland is going to emerge as a significant art
center in the current economy. There are a lot of young artists moving
here, and an innovative non-commercial sensibility.


G.H.:  Where were you before?
C.I.:   I grew up in south central rural Virginia where my father was a philosophy
professor at Hampden-Sydney College, a small all male
Liberal arts college. I then went to Yale as an undergraduate,
spending four years in New Haven, CT. After college I moved to
Portland, OR where I worked a variety of jobs (bartender, cook,
waitress, etc.) and set up my studio. I missed the intellectual
engagement of school, and decided to attend the School of the Art
Institute of Chicago for graduate school. I was in the first class of
their interdisciplinary MFA in writing, and focused on learning offset
printing and artist's books. I then stayed in Chicago for twelve
years, connecting with both the printmaking and conceptual art scene.


G.H.: I am curious about how your art career started to unfold. Was there a pivotal point (it could be a place, a project, a person, an event...) in your life, which became a platform of you becoming an artist?
C.I.:  I have always used art as a way to process my experiences. Initially
my focus was on examining the inter-layering of my own memories, but
my interest has gradually shifted to creating more interactive
environments that incorporate the viewer as well.

I think my preoccupation with the processes of memory can be traced to
my childhood. Although I grew up on a college campus as the child of
academics, that campus was located in a very rural and primarily black
southern community. As is probably typical of a bi-cultural child, I
viewed myself as partially belonging to both groups but fully
belonging to neither.
 
This cultural disparity was also exaggerated by historical factors; my
particular county in Virginia was saturated in history—from the civil
war to the civil rights movement—and the presence of those events was
still palpable in the air. For example, the school I attended for
twelve years chose to close rather than integrate during the civil
rights movement. At the time I entered elementary school, there was
still implicit segregation and my parents were criticized for sending
me to the predominately black public school instead of the local all
white private school. There were also physical remnants of history all
around—from abandoned slave cabins, mass confederate graves, and civil
war trenches to the division of the town into black and white
neighborhoods.

The need to be able to read multiple sets of cultural signals also
heightened my perceptive abilities and made me more attentive to the
inflections and nuances of language.  As a child, I would hear the
story of Lee’s surrender at Appomattox, then the story of a slave who
be-headed his master in the field with a scythe. Although only one of
these stories is officially historical, both showed me how my town and
community perceived itself.

Consequently I spent a lot of time exploring abandoned buildings and
houses- in the woods near my parent’s house there was a whole
abandoned community of “freemen” houses built right after the civil
war. In most of them the kudzu and the vines had taken over, leaving
brick chimneys and sometimes even just vines in the shape of a house.
There was also a more recently abandoned church camp, which had rows
of beds, books, magazines- even clothes and shoes. It was eerie, as
though the people had just left, and would be back momentarily. There
were trenches, and tree stands and roadside shrines. Everything was
always perpetually falling apart, splitting and being spliced back
together.

G.H.:  I would like to revisit your project Wake in 2006. I think it has brought a lot of attention, not only because of its political assessment in the situation with Iraq at that time, but also its public and poetic gesture in creating a memorial. Could you talk about how the project started and the process of you gathering archives of information of these soldiers? 
C.I.:  It started out, in fact, with the Façade Project in 2004. I was
working as a printmaking tech in Chicago. The studio was beautiful, and its
building was half vacant. I kept having an urge that there is something that
I could do in that space. I was on my research on the soldiers in Iraq at that
time, and I thought perhaps the images of these soldiers could be somehow
complied as a memorial. The process was quite simple. Once I had a collection
of portraits, I photocopied them and started to tape on the windows.
The lights illuminated from the inside of building at night was allowing
these portraits to be seen in the most beautiful ways. Many people responded
to this project, especially because of our situation with Iraq at that time.
Then after two years, I was commissioned by the Brooklyn Public Library
to do a similar piece. One of the critiques on the Façade Project was
the absence of the Iraqi soldiers. So that element was added in blank
sheets of paper with individual’s names printed.


G.H.:  How was your interaction with the public while installing your piece at Brooklyn Public Library? Did people's infused political and personal views affect the way you were installing the project?
C.I.:  People responded with a lot of emotions. The dialogues that
I started to have with the real people who were being affected by the
event was incredible. Many told me about their own family members
who were in Iraq, and anxiety, frustration, and sometimes pride came up
in the conversations. I exactly knew how I wanted to execute the piece,
so being in a public space installing did not affect my work, yet impacted
my process of making this project.


G.H.:  You recently have been working more with glass. You talk about glass’s evocative delicacy as well as its harshness. To me, the material seems quite contrary to printmaking paper and its process. How did you come in contact with this material glass and what about glass that you found intriguing in addition to your printmaking studio work?
C.I.:  When I was traveling in Northwest few years ago, I saw a show
that infused printmaking and glass, which I thought as incredibly intriguing.
In fact, it was with the Bullseyes co., and they were also conducting a few
work shops during their show. I took a fusing glass workshops and ever
since then, I have been using glass. Glass art, to me, can be challenging,
because of its delicacy that a tendency of glass art product can be very limited.
It is where I started allowing other processes of making images into glass
I found an attraction. Its tangibility and fragility, I think, works beautifully
in my interest of encapsulating the memories.




FACADE PROJECT
Site specific installation, laser printed photos, 2004

FACADE PROJECT
Site specific installation, laser printed photos, 2004




Thank you, Carrie. 

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I decided to buy two books today.

Note: 
I am having an image uploading problem on this blog.
I will at least make the fonts interesting. No images - (that sucks for an artist blogger) until I figure something out. Sorry, readers. By the way, thank you for reading my posts! This blog has been getting about 30 hits per day. THAT's really encouraging for me.



So 10.12.10 -

I started working as a part-time data poster. I'm getting a hang of things and excited to have some regular income. Just finished some crazy art tutoring sessions after work with high-energy Korean-American elementary school boys and I have yellow paint all over my arms. I spent about an hour trying to figure out this image uploading problem (grr...), and I am tired.


Anyway,

I decided to buy two books today.


Trickster Makes This World: Mischief, Myth, and Art
http://www.nytimes.com/books/first/h/hyde-trickster.html
I was introduced of this text by Mitchell Squire. I loved a portion of it so much that I am going to read the book now. I'll let you know how it goes...!


Letters to Young Artist 
http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/blogon/artnews/135/letters_to_a_young_artist
This small book includes inspiring letters from 23 established artists to a young artist. Artists who wrote the letters include the Guerrilla Girls, Yoko Ono, Lawrence Weiner and Joan Jonas. I read this book during my graduate school (and lost it) and found it wonderful, especially on my small breaks.

Artist Xu Bing talks about a place where you live as an artist... and also juggling hours between working (as a part-timer or something) and 'making art.' Here is an excerpt of the letter.

My viewpoint is that wherever you live, you will face that place’s problems. If you have problems then you have art. Your plight and your problems are actually the source of your artistic creation. The majority of young artists who come to New York to develop their careers are eager to enter the mainstream. But a majority of people like you have to spend time working other jobs to support their costs of living here. It may seem like you are wasting time that could be used for creating art, but you needn’t actually worry about this too much. On the one hand, as long as you are a true artist every field that you are engaged in outside of art circles—living and working—will produce treasure, which sooner or later will be used in the creation of your art. On the other hand, for today’s artists it is not important to plunge headlong into this mainstream system. Instead they find a suitable position and relationship to it. But you should know that you must bring something new to this system, which is not already there, for the system to have a reason to accept you. And, it should be something that cannot be found in the system itself. Only if this thing is from some other realm or from the boundary between two regions, will it be possible for you to succeed. Today’s art has become, on the surface, rich and varied, but in terms of methodology more and more narrow. Too many artists know how to make “standard” contemporary art. The system really doesn’t need anymore of this kind of artist.
Just work, and don’t worry whether your talent will be discovered. In fact, with the speed and ease of communication today, tragedies like those of Van Gogh’s time basically do not exist. Museums and curators are the same as artists: they are anxious that no interesting work will come out. So long as you can bring forth something good, museum curators will come to snatch it away for exhibition.



I Wish You Success,



Xu Bing




. . .

I think I can go to sleep well tonight.







Monday, October 11, 2010

Stay Here in Atlanta

When I talk to some people in Atlanta art community, the ultimate questions comes down to this:
"How do we then make this city of Atlanta a great center of arts and culture?" 

No, we don't have MoMA, Guggenheim, PS1... or SAIC or... the Bean that makes you feel better about being warped and being an artist. No, Atlanta is not a great walking city nor an efficient transportation city and it is slow. Right, Atlanta is so polished, somewhat restraining for young artists with this raw urge of creativity. When an artist puts something like "working in New York" or "Brooklyn-based artist," all sudden, it sounds legit and cool.

Yet Atlanta has a huge potential in becoming a great city of arts. It won't look like New York or Chicago or LA, and it shouldn't. I am going to be an optimist here.

I was talking to Louis Corrigan about this very specific issue after the Momentary Performance at Piedmont Park last Saturday. And we both anticipate of Atlanta becoming something of great. But we have to find ways to hold young artists in Atlanta. There have been a few energetic non-profit arts organization like Flux Projects, Possible Futures, or Idea Capital that sponsor interesting projects for artists. Swan Coach House Gallery supports local emerging artists through its prestigious Forward Arts Foundations Award (2010 winner is Lucha Rodriguez). And there are many amazing spaces for artists to explore. Cathy Fox's ArtsCriticATL and BURNAWAY have been diligently putting a list of cultural happenings in Atlanta with critical reviews. Hey... this is a lot of stuff happening in the city.

Cinque Hicks writes interesting articles on his Frame of Mind column (Creative Loafing, Atlanta). He specifically talks about this issue on this article, Artists should embrace Atlanta's open playing field.
Some quotes from the article - 
Atlanta loses a steady stream of creatives every year. Seeking better public funding, smarter collectors, more adventurous galleries, and more powerful critics, artists go where those resources seem abundant. And you know where that usually turns out to be....
... I'm not making an argument that one city is better or worse for artists than any other city. But I am arguing that Atlanta's anonymity, its very formlessness, may be what makes it possible, even beneficial, to be an artist here.


So dear young artists,

I would like to make a plea. Consider staying in Atlanta. And if you are living somewhere else and thinking about your next place to live and make art, consider Atlanta. I will open my arms wide to welcome you! With our raw, not-so polished energy and urgency to create and live creatively... we possibly can make the city of Atlanta into something we imagine it to be - for us.